|The oh-so-talented Evan Cooper |
took my head-shot so I can later redesign
my blog and look a bit more legit. :)
On the drive to our honeymoon, Brad howled in laughter as he read aloud from my childhood diaries. He'd plucked them from the top of moving boxes as we loaded our car for the beach. I remember gripping the steering wheel and turning beat red as he belted out dramatic and ridiculous thoughts from childhood and teenage me. It embarrassing for your private thoughts -- even childhood thoughts -- to be broadcast to even an audience of one. But mostly, I remember how much fun we had. My husband of twenty four hours quickly met the me of years past. My trivial thoughts served a better purpose shared with him than shut inside dusty books.
That's how I feel about blogging. My testimonies and God-experiences are better spoken than silenced. God's stories in my life are not my stories at all, but God's, for His glory. Friends sometimes question whether it's a good idea to air my inmost self to the world. And I sometimes blush when an acquaintance mentions finding my blog through Facebook. (Ironic, since I am the one to link it on Facebook.) It's easier to write honestly if I pretend I'm sending these thoughts into anonymous cyberspace.
But all blogs have readership. And aside from the occasional red face, I treasure every person who crosses the threshold of my little web home... even those who do so anonymously. I am glad I have readers. YOU, each and every one of you, give me hope that my words mean something, minister to someone. I imagine you as I write...
parents close to deciding to adopt,
adoptive mamas waiting to bring home children,
mamas with children home blessing and driving them crazy,
single girls who check in to read what it means to WAIT on whatever God's plans are,
fellow Christians who want to be encouraged,
not-yet Christians who are wondering what God's way is all about.
Sometimes, I share my own sin here. I do so because I want EVERY reader to knowGod's people are no more special than any other people. We're broken, rotten, losers and liars. EXCEPT. Except for God's grace. The one thing we have going for us means EVERYTHING. We've been given grace through the cross of Christ, and God sees us as though we are Jesus Himself... which boggles my mind and sends me falling at the feet of the Throne in worship. I want you to know that same grace is available to you.
I've never really said "hi" to all of you.
Many of you are friends and family who come here simply to support me as I pursue writing and ministry. I know how blessed I am to call you mine.
Some of you I've never met. Sometimes, you email me to introduce yourself. I love that. But it's okay if you never say a word.
I just want you all to know that I think about you. If you ever need prayer, it'd be my honor to pray with you. Since this blog has a relatively small readership, I can offer that.
If you ever have things you wish I'd address in a post... well, that would just make my day. But I know that's asking a lot, and you all think about more things than this little blog.
But the writer of this little blog thinks about you, even if it can only be in a general sense. Thanks for stopping by. Having you here is one of my joys each day.